"Hey." Veronica said. "It's really nice of you to come here and bring me coffee." Especially since they didn't even know each other well. But Veronica could read people pretty well, and she could tell that Laurel wasn't out to hurt her. She didn't know if she could trust her yet, since they just barely met but it was at least a comfort knowing she wasn't there to attack her.
Veronica stood up from the couch, accepting the coffee from Laurel with her good hand. The petite blonde still had various cuts and bruises and a very obvious broken wrist. "Thanks so much for this, I've been going crazy."